"Roll the dice and see how many times you get bit." Jet said to the Fighters holding a dice in one hand and a Snakerat by it's tail in the other.
"I don't like this game, Longshot–Ouch! I don't think it's how, Mmmhp, how the games suppose to– Ow. Jet never said anything about, Hah! Stop, that tickles." Smellerbee squirmed between the wall and Longshot's body.
"Shhh." He hissed, lapping up the sweat off her quivering lip.
"Am...Am I winning?" she asked, too proud to act confused. Too confused to know what was going on.
'Sure' his eyes said–
And he was too lusted to care.
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